OPTSotD-PJ Harvey

Please don’t reproach me For how empty my life has become. I don’t know what really happened, I watched your disappointment At being misunderstood. I forgive you. Oh something metal Tearing my stomach out If you think ill of me. Can you, Can you forgive me? Forgive me. Can you? Can you forgive me too? Too? I tried to learn your language, But fell asleep, Half-undressed, Unrecognisable to myself. Continue reading OPTSotD-PJ Harvey

Wisdom Tainted

Thus it holds true; a steady course nautilus man-made percussion of actions manipulate dense framework as starving bird stares through the window educational tour of laughing matter Would like to return home wherever it may be, the road is long and hard so whisper to me feel this sorrow I wish I knew how to grieve without a need to borrow we decay anyway soulful approaches whimper in fear to drums what is loved most? what is hated least? sensing a sensational sensation, I ask am I making any sense? We watch children prey with handgun heartbeats even the devil … Continue reading Wisdom Tainted

one more time

i am corrosive fabulous Satirically rich endemic of impudence praying in ditch to she who found outbound signal forward fallen back into times when we were alive fostered by notions of the young i miss that look in your eye i know it will not spark anew pontificate but do not preach we’ve all driven down this road vertigo sky bursting open in palm of my hand as i face the same as ever was but i am not who i used to be and so everything has dimmed a little i can see rust and the dust wear, and … Continue reading one more time

OPTSotD

Picture me putting my city all over the map They wasn’t believers, I had to get even at math Be coming, I’m pulling and jumping all over your grass So tell all my bitches I got a new girl Tell the police that I’m robbing the bank and I want all of my fifty’s in cash Bitch, I’m tired of living, check the cheque I need twenty models and some extra sex Smiling in my grave, bitch I’m fresh to death I’ve been drinking Wu-Tang with Inspectah Deck (getting drunk) Yeah, I got some shit that I gotta just get … Continue reading OPTSotD

OPTSotD-Starcrawler

It’s so dark, can you see me? Under the neighborhood Everybody’s sleeping Because the dirt feels good Fingers getting thirsty Stars that drove him mad Everybody’s dreaming Everybody Bet my brains I’ve gone insane Bet my brains I’ve gone insane Shut me up and throw me away Sacred blood running through my veins Do you like your hands dirty? Are you ‘fraid of the dark? You’re like the broken toy That nobody wants [?] don’t look down Nobody wants to come down You have to fall to touch the ground Nobody wants to come Bet my brains I’ve gone insane … Continue reading OPTSotD-Starcrawler

Missile Silo Silence

air in here, stale a pale fear, clearly of past expression uncertainty my last remaining companion. a fervent calculus upon canvas by proxy, this attention consummates our callous trappings we earn what we learn in scars, a Celtic matrimony to deadly nature exhibition three-fold terror of lesser beginnings have we all become our want insular affirmations contain our containment we, walking in dread burlesque pageantry sup upon marrow, corrosion clenching red flags in armored fist torn by southerly winds I still crave your notice when on all fours hungered by self-hatred unfulfilled aghast and broken by retreat missile silo silence, … Continue reading Missile Silo Silence

OPTSotD-Of Mice and Men

They look down from their ivory tower At a world they never really knew They light their torches and draw their arrows They’re on the hunt, and tonight the prey is you But I can show you what it’s like What it’s like to be hated What it’s like to be degraded What it’s like to be a target But have skin as thick as steel I’ll show you how to bring chaos I’ll show you how to be dangerous In a world that teaches an eye for an eye I’ll show you how to survive, oh And now you’ve … Continue reading OPTSotD-Of Mice and Men

OP’sTSotD-Tool

Long in tooth and soul Longing for another win Lurch into the fray Weapon out and belly in Warrior struggling To remain consequential Bellow aloud Bold and proud Of where I’ve been But here I am Beating chest and drums Beating tired bones again Age-old battle, mine Weapon out and belly in Tales told of battles won Of things we’ve done Caligula would grin Beating tired bones Tripping through remember when Once invincible Now the armor’s wearing thin Heavy shield down Warrior struggling To remain relevant Warrior struggling To remain consequential Cry aloud Bold and proud Of where I’ve been … Continue reading OP’sTSotD-Tool